Tian Xie looked at Qin Yi with a mocking gaze.
"Qin Yi, stop trying to sow discord here. No matter how eloquent you are, you won't disrupt the relationship between my master and me."
Qin Yi sighed softly.
"Indeed, it's hard to persuade a ghost doomed to die."
"Tian Xie, even if I don't kill you today, the old ghost inside you will kill you eventually."
Tian Xie sneered, "Kill me? Do you have that ability?"
"You and I may have come from the same school, but I was guided by our master since childhood. And you, you're just a street fighter trying to make it on your own. What right do you have to compare with me?"
Qin Yi replied indifferently, "I walk my own path, while you merely replicate others, a puppet proud and ignorant of its imminent doom."
"You call me a street fighter, then let me show you whether the path I've forged is a broad bright avenue or a narrow crooked trail unfit for the refined."
"Boom!"
